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(This started last night: I was thinking about what advice we can give kids who are stuck in a bad high school situation. Still am.)

When we as adults give advice to high school kids who are having a bad time at school, I think one of the ways it most easily goes wrong is that we make it sound like they ought to be able to do what we're suggesting, rather than making it clear that it might be useful to them if they could. The phrase I'm thinking of here is, "Don't let them bother you." Also, "Don't let them get to you," or, "What do you care what they think?" Of course it's useful if you can simply not care whether people around you are being hostile and nasty. But really, how many of us as adults can, by sheer force of will, make it totally not matter that we're spending forty hours a week with people who are willing to be as unpleasant as they can get away with? Not many. Not many of us as adults have to put up with that sort of thing. I have a friend who has recently left a bad job, a situation in which people were relentlessly hostile to her and to each other for her entire work day, five days a week. It was extremely hard on her, not because she wanted to be cool or wanted them to be her best friends evAR!!!11!!1!, but because she is a human being, and that kind of toxic environment is hard on anyone.

I think we should be careful to make it clear to teenagers who are having a bad time at school that we're not saying, "You should be able to do this; everyone can do this," but rather, "Look, we're focusing on you because you can't control the other person. We know this is hard for most people, but it's the best we can think of right now."

And you can't control the other people in your class. You really, really can't. And so fixating on "making them see" or "showing them" or "making them feel [whatever]," is not useful. The win condition is not that your high school classmates flock around you telling you how much they respected the theorem you just proved or the book you just wrote or the marketing decision you just made or the way you just handled your kid's tantrum. The win condition is that you can only remember the names of the ones who were kind and/or interesting to you. The win condition is that when you get news of something terrible happening to someone who smeared Ben Gay all over your friend's locker or pushed another friend down the stairs or any of the other lovely things that happened in high school, you are not glad. Because you're not just a bigger and better person than that, you're so much bigger and better and have moved on with your life so far that you had to stop and think why that name sounded familiar. That's what winning looks like.

So how do you move towards that win condition while you're still in high school? I don't know entirely; anyone with suggestions should feel totally welcome in the comments section. But I will note that the people I know who got through high school the happiest, healthiest people -- even if it was a good high school -- were mostly the ones who had other things outside school with which they strongly identified themselves. For a lot of them it was something computer-related, but that's probably a major skew because of the type of people I know. For me there was writing, and there was my piano, and both of those things were ways in which I could challenge myself and do interesting things that had nothing to do with school. I also had a bunch of pen-pals, which would probably translate to something internettish these days, but the point is, there were people who knew me and liked me and didn't care what so-and-so said to me in gym because they would only find out what so-and-so said if I could make it an entertaining story to tell them, or if I needed to vent. We stick kids in this environment and make it their major point of identity, which is disorienting enough at the end if the kids involved are in a good high school. When it's a bad one, we're strongly encouraging them to define themselves through something that makes them miserable. This is not healthy. It's not okay. And even something as simple as, "I'm someone who likes to go fishing with my cousins in the summer," or, "I'm someone who grows cucumbers," is a better way to identify oneself than, "I'm the verbal punching bag for Mrs. X's third period."

By the time you're in high school, having parents "put you in" a karate class or an archery class or a pastry-cookery class is not a good thing; if it's not what you've chosen, it's more of being shuffled around at other people's whim, which is not something you're exactly short on in high school. But sitting down and thinking to yourself, "What would be interesting to me apart from graduation requirements and college applications and dodging the jerks at school? What do I want to be able to do?" might be a good start. Everyone has to build a life that's irrelevant of the structures of high school eventually. Everyone has to find an identity that doesn't involve where your locker is or who you sit with in the cafeteria. No reason not to start as soon as you can.

Date: 2008-04-14 06:02 pm (UTC)
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Yeah, that would have been good. I remember telling my mom once that I didn't have any interest in growing up, not because being not-grown-up was all that great, but because I couldn't see anything adults did that was fun. She gave me what was probably the best response she could have given if she had sat down and thought about it for a week: that just as there were things that interested me that I wouldn't have liked or understood when I was five, there would probably be things I liked when I was an adult that wouldn't appeal to me yet now (the "now" that was when the conversation was taking place). And I allowed as how that might be true, and I was willing to give it a chance (wow, I've been reading Suzette Haden Elgin's Ozark trilogy and it's rubbing off on my word choices! which is kind of fun, but that is really not a phrase that's normally in my idiolect--end language digression) and you know what? She was right!

Date: 2008-04-14 06:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mrissa.livejournal.com
My parents have always had friends and a social life. It seems like such a simple thing to say, but there it is: I don't remember a time when Mother and Dad didn't go out with friends or have them in for parties or just to hang out in small groups. And while I couldn't swear that I've always adored all of their friends any more than they've always adored all of mine, for the most part I think my folks' friends are good eggs, and I generally enjoyed being around them. There was none of the excruciating, "And what subject do you like best at schooooool?" interrogation from the people who were actually my folks' friends. So I could see pretty much from the time I was old enough to think of it that adults had fun.

I also could see -- and this was extremely important -- that Mother and Dad were not hanging out with Kathy and Bill or Jody or Vicki and Al or whoever else because they thought that those people were externally known as The Cool Crowd and would enhance their prestige. They were (are!) friends with them because they like them. Because they think they are cool people, rather than The Cool Crowd. I think that was extremely healthy for me to be able to see as a kid.

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